The Key West Citizen Newspaper, July 6, 1933, Page 5

THURSDAY, JULY 6, 1933. THE KEY WEST CITIZEN 000006000200 0000000C000S0S 28 0OSAHEOTOOHOOSOHOHSOOIOPSOOOSOOOO® :-: BY THE WORLD FORGOT :-: A New Serial By Ruby M. Ayres ©00002000000020000000000000000000008500570000000800 0000600008088 O SO SIS0OSSO200099 90900800000 00008 BYNOPSIS: Georgie Bancroft writes her first love letter, and to @ married man, The man is Nich~ olas Boyd, former fim star who now ia in Germany trying to have removed the sca ended Later she ter wap to been asi to 00 toc. donee with Cuford Asher. Chapter 33 THE PROPOSAL BORGIB stirred the ice in her lemonade and looked across at Clifford Asher with thoughtful eyes, He had been very quiet all evening, almost sad, and as if he were rot enjoying himself, With sudden impulse she leaned across the little table between them and spoke, “You're so quiet.” His eyes met hers steadily. “I have been wondering if you re member that I told you this morning there was something I wanted to speak to you about.” Georgie’s eyes opened wide. “Td forgotten,” she said gulltily, “I thought so.” He looked away from her into the crowded ballroom. “Have you had enough of this?” he asked bluntly. “But it’s only twelve o'clock,” she objected. He made a helpless gesture with his hands. “It’s such a noise, I can't talk to you.” “It’s quiet enough here, What do you want to tell me? Is anything the matter?” He turned his head to her again, his eyes angry. “Yes,” he said, “I love you, and I ‘know you don’t care a hang about me, that’s what's the matter.” Georgio stared at him, and her heart-beats quickened. “You mean... you want to marry ‘me?” she asked. “Yes.” He moved his chair a little nearer \to her round the table, “I know you don’t care for moe; but you like me a little, don’t you?” “I like you a great deal.” “Then couldn’t you? I mean, won't {you?” “I don’t love you,” Georgie said, know, but lots of girls marry and get to love them after. fellows wards.’ Georgie said: “Not if they leve someone else— do they?” ‘There was an uncertain note in jher voice, Clifford laughed harshly. “Do you love someone else?” “Yes.” “Someone who won't marry you?” “Ho can’t. He's married.” “Do you mind If we go scon? 1 j{ can’t stick this any longer,” “We'll go as soon as you like,” Georgie said. She was feeling very miserable; it was bad enongh to be | unhappy herself, but to know that someone else was unhappy on her | account made things a thousand | times harder, especially someone | who had been a kind friend. They said goodnight to their host- ess, Georgie pleading a headache. “I haven't really got one,” she told Clifford as they went out to his car, “But it seemed unkind to leave without some real reason.” “She probably thinks that it was Just an excuse to get away with me,” he answered unkindly. “I don’t mind what she thinks,” Georgie said serenely. They drove away in silence, It was a cold clear night with a pale moon which looked as if someone had unkindly given it a punch on the cheek, Georgie looked at it and remembered that the same moon was shining down on Germany, and on the hospital where Nicholae Boyd lay. Was be in much pain? She clasped her hands closely together, telling herself that she ought to be there with him, What was it he had once said to her? “Someone who, perhaps quite un- intentionally, lays a gentle hand on your soul.” The memory of those words was like something warm wrapped around her, and for a moment she closed her eyes, Clifford spoke suddenly. “I suppose I shan’t be seeing you again.” “Oh, vhy not?” “You don’t want me.” Georgie wished she could say “yes I do” and really mean it. It would be wonderful if she could return this man’s love, to want him and to have him for her own, but she knew it was not possible. “Can’t we still be friends?” she pleaded. He laughed mirthlessly, “All girls say that when they turn @ chap down,” He pulled the car about into a garage. “I've got to get some gasoline.” He left her, banging the door be- hind him as he got out. It made Georgie remember Ed- ward Bancroft; he was so fond of banging doors, and he banged them so eloquently, She smiled faintly, looking back- Would she ever go back to it? And if so, would she mind very much? Clifford was talking to the garage man; she watched him with far away eyes. He was good to look at, strong, reliable; surely some day he would meet a girl who would care for him as he deserved? Just now he looked unhappy. *| There was a frowning line of pain “I haven't, not for a long time, At least it seems a long time,” she added wistfully. “And you're content to go on, hop- ing that some day he will change his mind?” “1 don’t think about it Hike that.” tg sia me nmeaitakt “Look here,” he said. “I think I junderstand you, You live in the elouds—end dream. Aren't you dreaming now about this fellow?— ‘Just imagining that you love him? ved you,” Georgie said. gave a little exclamation of “You never know a man till you've with him,” Clifford said almost . “You can’t know me or how Td be to you until you try. engaged isn’t getting mar RE , [in letters of fre. URGE TAPPING OF ARTESIAN BASIN j ty Asnoctated Press) | MINNEAPOLIS, July 6.—A} Vast artesian basin that could be) tapped for the city's water sup-! ply at an estimated cost of $3,-| 500,000 underlies the city of Min- neapolis, says Benjamin Drake.) leader in the Citizen's Artesian| Water league, Agitation has begun to persuade} the city council to authorize work wards at her life with him. | | between his kind eyes, a line which | she had unwittingly brought there. She looked away from him with | a consclence-stricken feeling. I 3 Yay street seemed very deserted; ' a dog rummaged about in the opposite gutter for a bone, and a | woman had just come out of a little , shop where tobacco and newspapers and sweets were sold, and was standing looking up at the moon. Georgie wondered if her thoughts were sad too; if somewhere in the world there was somebody she would like to have been with and was aot allowed to by Life, or Fate, or whatever power it was that or- dained things. The little shop looked peaceful enough with its drawn blinds and | dim light shining through the crack, and yet it was impossible to tell what sorrow and tragedy lived be | hind its walls. She was in a mood to notice de- tails. Idly she picked up a scrap of paper lying on the seat beside her; ®@ torn fragment from what was probably the afternoon paper. She looked at it with vague inter- est, then suddenly she caught her | breath with a sharp sound of pain. Clifford glanced at her as he re- turned to the car. “What's the matter? he asked, struck by the intensity of her gaze. Georgie did not answer him. She | fett as if the world and all solid things had floated away from her, | Yeaving her giddy and agonized, with | only the words she had read on the Scrap of paper blazoned before her ; “Movie Star Dies Suddenly.” (Copyright, 1932, Dowdleday Doran) tinue obtaining the water} supply from the Mississippi river.} Drake declares the city is the} center of a subterranean basin} of 2,500 square miles of water! bearing rock at varying from 400 to 1,100 feet. The supply, he says would be inex-/ haustible. j ty’s depths! By continuing to glow after it! burns out a new “detector” lamp for use on Christmas tree stri YNUPSIS has had hi ig from Clifford Asher, But sh must tell him that she loves Nic olas Boyd, formerly a film aud now in Germany in an effo to have removed the scar that h cost him his carcer. Uhagrined, Clifford drives her home. But he stops for gasoline, aud Georgie finds a scrap of newspaper in the seat bearing only the words * Star Dies Suddenly.” She th at once of Nicholas. horrified, : Georgie first propose Chapter 34 GEORGIE’S FRIGHT R one terrible moment Georgie could not move or speak. She { searched the scrap of paper, but only the headline was readable, | When Clifford Asher laid a hand on); her arm she came to herself with a little*gasp, | “I want an evening paper. Please} get me an evening paper,” she said in a voiceless whisper. Asher stared at her. | “A paper... but I can’t at this)‘ time of night.” She seemed to have grown old all at once, and even her lips were white. “What’s the matter?” he urged again, for she was trying to get out of the car. “They may have one in the shop) over there.” Before he could pre-} vent her, she had darted across the) without an- {| e stairs to her | mother’s sitting room. It was in darkne ed on the light wit must be one somewhere. the sitting room was ly ti searched stood still, her hands clasped ther, her lips apart. HE tu room, ed and went slowly to her out of her pretty d leaving it lying in a dis- i heap on th id not hear the door’s till someone touched pulder. t is the matter?” and ¢ to B “Can’t you drive faster?” Georgie asked. road, the long skirt of her white dress fluttering round her. The wom- an whom she had noticed before was turning t6 go indoors again when Georgie spoke to her breathlessly. “Oh please, have you got an eve- ning paper?” The woman turned round and “No, they’re all sold,” she said, “Oh... but haven’t you got one— just any paper will do?” “I'm sorry, but I haven't one left.” Clifford had joined them now, and he took Georgie’s arm in a firm grasp. “What in the world is the matter?” he asked again blankly. “Nothing,” she said. She stood for a moment staring before her, then she turned and went back with him to the car. “I just wanted an evening paper,” she said almost stupidly. Clifford laughed rather constrain- edly. “You're a funny kid,” Asher said. “You gave me quite a shock. Aren’t you well?” She turned tragic eyes to him. “Yes, quite well,” she said with lips that felt as if they were cut in ice. “Movie Star Dies Suddenly.” HE said suddenly, “Can't you} drive faster?" “Are you so anxious to be rid of me?” “I want to get home.” Somewhere in the hotel there would surely be'a paper. \ “If you're not well,” Asher began diffidently, but she cut him short. “I'm quite well, I'm just tired.” It seemed an eternity until they | reached the hotel. “When shall I see you again?” Asher asked. “I don’t know; I'll write,” she was | {| out of the car without his assist- ance. “Thank you for taking me, said dually. “Good night,” an | had gone before he could speak. : Georgie fled across the lounge to a porter who was aimlessly staring at a notice pinned to the reception desk. Notice To Subscribers Please be prompt in paymg the carrier who delivers your paper. He pays The Citizen 15 cents a week for the pa- per and sells it to you for 20 cents. His profit for celive ing is 5 cents weekly on each subscriber. If he is not paidl HE loses. Not The Citizen. will save a nation-wide nuisance. (OOD DOOD LS, wo bd wrapped in a dressing gown and his grey hair was all ruffied. “I heard you crying. I heard you from my room,” he said. “What is it? Why do you cry like that?” There was a reluctant kindness in his voice that reached Georgie’s heart through all her misery. She said with quivering lips: “Have you got an evening paper?” “A paper ... there’s one in my room, but why—?” he broke off for a moment, looking at her steadily. Then he said: “T'll fetch it for you.” Georgie sat huddled up, shivering in every limb. She almost cried out to him to come back, not to tell her the thing which she knew must break her heart, but her lips were too stiff, and she just sat there star ing at the open door till presently he returned. He laid the paper beside her on the bed, but she did not touch it, “Who is it that’s dead?” she asked faintly. “You look and see for me ++. Someone... a famous film star.” Bishop stooped and took the paper in his hand. “Someone named Pauline Frago- nard. It was a car accident in Call- fornia. Did you know her?” There was a little silence, and Bishop laid the paper down again, Georgie leaned her -head in her hands; sho felt faint. Then Bishop spoke: “Tell me about it, Georgie. I may be able to help.” She tried to say, “You can’t, no- body can,” only she could not con- trol her. lips, then suddenly she knew that he was sitting beside her and that his arm was round her shaking bod * “Poor cl .” he said. “Perhaps we're both lonely.” Georgie caught her breath, and for a moment her whirling thoughts stead n who seemed to he wanted in th b jove for Boyd to Bis! FREIGHT RATES {Ry Assortaied 1 nois. and she switch- | shaking hand. } everywhere, and | ‘NO ONE ‘ADJOURNS’ | | CAPITOL JOURNAL: | -TT CONTINUES ON !“REVISING AND EXTENDING”; ONE’S REMARKS IN CON. GRESSIONAL RECORD! TAKES ON NEW ZEST (By Axsocinied Prexs) WASHING July 6.—That old ce jonal game of} i | By HERBERT PLUMMER i | | | g and extending” one’s s in the Congressional ¢ took on a new zest andj jmeaning when the special session |was brought to a close. | | The Record was kept open for }10 days after congr |to perm s | s adjourned | membe' |what they thought of the accom- ents during the three and months’ session, to tell t-they played, and to | jon li [of the pa ' any grievance they might have} r the benefit of the folks back ‘home. In most instances these extensions take the to the congre n’s I to how he spent » in Washington in their! | revi- | { was vitally important to} jority of them at the close ion. Opportunities for ion at the time le: in the m ag | What rarely. 1 de iti lent Roosevelt set for them n the first drop of the hat. t of them were forced into} lence. Clamped Down And when it is con there wer to come in with red that © political fu- ged on what rd they made on » to Washington, eemed all the more serious Of course résent tor Robinson, the leader in the senate, con many pages of the pos Record in giving resumes special ; These, of the . were planned next year material! presidential election in thered by reading { these three party with the individual | nced his remarks What he has to ne consumption and r to mend or keep} political fences so that | them. when he] re-election next} intact his jhe can lean on Excerpts e Representative £ Minne-| ac nless a party is builded in this country f the soil and .re sa long} ‘TOM JOHNSON’S OLD | AUTO STILL GOING) (My Ansarinted Proms) CLEVELAND, July 6.—An ancient automobile, built in 1900, once given to leading parades and taking part tn important affairs of a glorious past, still manages to chug. puff and run. It ix the famous automobile ef Tom L. Johnson, famous mayor of Cleveland and the inspiration of liberals im this country im his time. Johnson used the auto- mobile te dash from one poli- tical meeting to another, and te make fast trips from one conference to another. It is owned by Ira Hellman, «he received it in 2 roundabout way from Johason'’s brother. SIL FSLPIIL#L +s TO PPPP AMEE hbihkidh hedidadi dedi ta oe PAGE FIVE ~ FLORIDA FACTS Did You Know That--- Alachua county is noted for the sinks and under- ground rivers near Gainesville. Ilmanite, zircon, rutile and several other rare minerals, are found in the beach sands below Jackson- ville Beach. Ilmanite and zircon are the only ones which so far have been recovered in commercial quantities. It was only a few years ago that the State Representa- tive from Key West, when he went to Tallahassee for the Legislative sessions, was forced to go by New York by water, thence south to a point in Georgia by rail, and the remainder of the distance by horse and buggy. Florida produces 81 per cent of the phosphate mined in the United States. Florida is known as “The Land of Flowers” and “The Peninsula State.” Fernandina is noted for its shrimp packing houses. Apalachicola is noted for its oysters. The distance from Pensacola to Key West by rail is approximately the same as that from New York to Chicago. The Everglades is not a vast swamp of trees and sluggish streams, but a huge marsh covered with growths of sawgrass. St. Augustine is the seat of the diocese of the Catho- lic Church in Florida, and Winter Park of the Episcopal diocese. Grapefruit is being extensively canned and sent to all parts of the world. St. Petersburg established the first open air post- office in America. The tangelo is a cross between the tangerine and the grapefruit. The limequat is a cross between the lime and kum- quat. ss The peat in the muck soils of Florida holds tre- mendous fuel possibilities. Daytona Beach is known as the finest ocean beach in the world. Spanish. moss is an air plant, The egret is a Florida wading bird prized for its plumage. Arcadia has a factory devoting its efforts to the canning of rattlesnake meat, which is considered a great delicacy in some sections of the country. The coquina rock used in the lower walls of the Sing- ing Tower near Lake Wales, was excavated at National Gardens north of Daytona Beach. Gandy Bridge, connecting Tampa with the west shore of Tampa Bay, furnishes a short route to St. Peters- burg, and is the world’s longest bridge. Thomas Edison and Henry Ford established winter homes in Fort Myers. The rare “tumion-taxifolium,” known as gopher wood, grows plentifully in the Apalachicola river valley. This aid to be the famous Biblical “Cedar of Le- banon.” * The Wakulla Spring, in Wakulla County, is one of the wonder springs of the State. It has a flow of 150,000 gallons per minute, and.a glass-bottom boat gives the tourist an opportunity to look into its cavities. Florida’s first Kraft Pulp Mill is located at Panama City. Ringling Bros. Circus makes its. winter home in Sarasota, - Florida soil has been proved to be peculiarly adapt- able to the production of tung nuts, from which tung oil is made. This bids fair to become a major industry. The Florida Keys are of coral formation. The lakes of Florida for the most part have been formed by the settling of the earth’s surface, caused by the disintegration of the limestone formation beneath. Florida has 405 airplane pilots. 13 of these are women. 143 hold transport licenses. The State has 180 registered airplanes. : The world’s largest commercial air base is at Dinner Key, Florida, (Miami). Florida is served by the “Condor” (18 passengers besides crew), which is the largest commercial air liner in the United States, The first trunk line railroad in Florida was con- structed between Fernandina and Cedar Key. Approximateiy 15,000,000 acres of Florida’s are covered with forests and second growth timber. Florida’s manufactured products annually valued at approximately $230,000,000. The McKee Jungle Gardens located near Vero Beach are carved out of the heart of the Florida jungle. This is a beauty spot, unique in the entire country. The Spaniards first came to Amelia Island, near Fernandina, but remained there a short time, moving far- ther south to St. Augustine. General Oglethorpe, in founding the State of Geor- gia, established a garrison on Amelia Island to prevent an attack upon his colony. He gave the name “Amelia” to the Island in honor of the daughter of the King of Eng- land. There is no point on the peninsula section of state farther than 60 miles from the sea, and the majority of the state is 50 miles or less from the sea. Umatilla is equidistant between the Gulf and the At- lantie—fifty miles, The “America,” famous cup-yacht, was run into Jacksonville and sunk in Blank Creek to avoid capture by the Federal forces during the War between the States. She was a blockade runner. area are the vast